Look into your eyes, and the sky's the limit, I'm helpless!
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( THOMAS JEFFERSON )
"I bet you wouldn't last a week, Jefferson."
"You're on, Hamilton."
Maybe it was a stupid thing to make a bet with Alexander Hamilton, especially when the bet included dating (Y/N) (Y/L/N), Margarita Schuyler's best friend, for more than a week. But luckily, I never backed down from a challenge, so I was all set to win the twenty dollars that Hamilton had promised me if I won, which I obviously would.
There were only two problems: (Y/N) was in love with Hamilton, for reasons unknown to me, which meant that she would never agree to date me.
Problem two: I was in love with her.
But since I'm Thomas Jefferson, I had a plan.
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"So..." I approached (Y/N) when she was alone, a few hours after the bet had been made.
"What kind of a greeting is that?" she asked me, taking her books out of her locker.
I was slightly taken aback, but I carried on, "You like Hamilton, I don't. To make him jealous, pretend to date me."
She looked dubious. "What's in it for you?"
"I get to piss him off," I replied.
"If we're going to pretend to date, you should know that rule number one is no swearing."
